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Translated by Jerrold Landau
As I remember my parents' home, depressing memories fly up, and feelings of pain and anguish fill my heart. All of my dear ones, benevolent people of good deeds, people of toil and labor, were murdered in cold blood by the conscienceless Nazis. Those goodhearted people, whose good deeds benefited all those around them, are no more. All of them were uprooted from the earth.
In Maytchet, my father was known by the long name Avraham-Berl-Itza-Ahrake's. This name includes three generations: my father Avraham Dov Korn of blessed memory[1], my grandfather Reb Yitzchak Korn of blessed memory, and my grandfather's father Reb Aharon Korn of blessed memory.
These three generations were all born in Maytchet. To my dismay, I have few details about them, for I was unable to glean a great deal of family information due to the fact that I was quite young at the time of the outbreak of the Second World War. I was young when I began to go through the era of the Nazi bloodbath in Poland, which did not pass over our town.
My father's grandfather Reb Aharon Korn served as the feldscher[2] of the town, and he was nicknamed Aharake the Doctor. Apparently, in that far-off era, there were not enough physicians to enable small towns such as Maytchet to benefit from certified medical services, therefore, those people knows as feldschers occupied themselves with medicine. A feldscher was more than a nurse and less than a doctor, but in Eastern Europe, he had the status of a doctor. To the best of my memory, they used to say at home that my father's grandfather Aharake the doctor accepted and took care of both Jewish and gentile patients. The farmers of the area would also come to him for treatment, or to take them to their homes in the nearby villages by wagon so that he could treat the sick.
Now that I have mentioned my great-grandfather the feldscher, it is fitting to mention the final feldscher who served in Maytchet, Reb Moshe Urul (Reb Moshe the feldscher). He was the father of Zilpa Bas and Esther Urul. His daughter Esther was known in town as an excellent actress in the dramatic club. The era of feldschers in Maytchet ended with the death of Reb Moshe Urul of blessed memory, for after his death, Dr. Korman, who served as the physician of the area, settled in the town. After a long period, Dr. Korman left Maytchet and moved to Slonim. He was replaced by Dr. Kaplan, who served as the physician of the town and the area until the Holocaust.
My father's grandfather Reb Aharon Korn had two children - a son and a daughter. The son was my grandfather Reb Yitzchak Korn. The daughter, Sara Rivka, married Leizer Kadish Stolobitzki, also a native
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of Maytchet, and established her family in the town. They had three children - a son and two daughters. The son Tzvi also married in Maytchet and lived there together with his parents. The daughter Kreina married in Baranovichi, and the second daughter Yehudit married Abba Shmulovitz
|Avraham Dov Korn of blessed memory
|The feldscher Reb Aharon Korn
of blessed memory
Like his father, my grandfather Reb Yitzchak Korn continued to live in Maytchet, where he established his family together with Grandmother Kreina. They had three children - two sons and a daughter. My grandfather was a brave Jew who was among those who organized a self defense organization in town in his time. He was also a member of the Chevra Kadisha [burial society]. A tragedy took place in 1935. My grandfather went to bathe in the Molchada River near the town, and unfortunately drowned.
My grandfather's oldest son was my uncle Reb Ezriel Korn of blessed memory. He immigrated to the United States during his youth, and made aliya to Israel in 1968 after living in the United States for 65 years. To our sorrow, he did not live for long in Israel, for he died after several months.
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My grandfather's daughter Dvora Michla also immigrated to the United States. She established her family there, and lives there to this day.
My grandfather's second son was my father Avraham Dov Korn. He married my mother Liba, and they established their family in Maytchet. We were five children in the family: Ezriel, Shabtai, Mordechai, Feivel Leib, and I, the eldest. My father also continued in the family tradition, and was a member of the Chevra Kadisha of the town, like his father. I recall how he took me with him during my childhood to participate in the festive celebration following the 7th of Adar, the fast day followed by the feast for all of the Chevra Kadishas in the world. My parents lived in the same building as Grandfather and Grandmother, and they worked together in the family plot of land that they owned, that extended from their home until the bog (the blettes).
My father of blessed memory was among the first 22 Jews who were taken by the local gendarmes on 27 Shvat 5702 (1942) and brought to the coal making area (smolarnia) behind the flour mill, where they were murdered. This group included Avraham David Zukovitzki, Alter Charlap, Shalom Rabinovitch, Eliezer Blitzki, Sonia Cherbanski, Esther Chrolnik (sister of Mordechai Kravtzik who married Berel Chrolnik), and others. I recall how I ran to the members of the Judenrat and begged their assistance in order to free my father and the other Jews. Indeed, Leibel Gilerovitz took advantage of his travel permit and traveled to Horodshits and Baranovichi. I accompanied him as a wagon driver in the Judenrat's wagon. Leibel Gilerovitz attempted to stop them, and succeeded in receiving an order from the German office to free them, but it was already too late: the gendarmes had already murdered the members of the group.
We - my mother, brother Leibel and I - succeeded in surviving the vale of murder in Maytchet through great miracles and unusual means. We arrived in the Dvoretz Ghetto, where we thought we might stay and survive, but the decree was already issued, and I lost my last relatives during the siege and hunt in the Dvoretz Ghetto. Of all the family, only I survived. After difficulties and tribulations, I arrived in Israel in 1946. Now that I am able to perpetuate the memory of my family members in the Book of Maytchet, I feel that I have fulfilled a holy duty to the pure and innocent martyrs who were murdered for no fault of their own by the children of Satan and their accursed assistants during the years of the Holocaust.
May their memories be a blessing.
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Translated by Jerrold Landau
These lines are written in the Memorial Book of Maytchet so that the coming generations will remember and not forget our fathers who lived in Maytchet and were murdered by the enemy and foe during the era of the Holocaust. Only my brother Yechiel who now lives in the United States and I remain as the last survivors of our family in Maytchet. Therefore, I wish to form a bridge between the past and the future, between our large family in Maytchet and our descendents who never knew our family from close. Let this book serve as a family genealogy book, and if one of our descendents wishes to find out about the roots of the family, let them find it in this book.
|Reb Moshe Aharon Shevchik of blessed memory,
and his wife Velka Shevchik may G-d avenge her blood
My father Reb Moshe Aharon Shevchik was a native of Maytchet, as were my grandfather Reb Aharon Shevchik and his wife, my grandmother. We can assume that the preceding generations of our family were also natives of Maytchet, except for my mother Elka of the Cigelnik family, who was a native of the town of Polonka. She married my father in Maytchet, where they established their family.
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My grandfather Reb Aharon was a merchant in the villages (korobelnik). He sold all types of merchandise to the farmers and bought their produce. My father also was involved in this business, as was my uncle -- my father's brother Reb Yitzchak Yaakov Shevchik. My uncle's wife Zelda also ran a bakery, where she sold various baked good in the town, especially to the farmers on market days.
My father also had a sister in Maytchet who was married to Simcha David. Uncle Simcha David worked in the egg trade. He would buy eggs from all of the peddlers in the town and from all the merchants who would buy eggs on market days, and export them to Baranovichi and other large cities.
As time went on, my father left his peddling business, since my mother was not content with Father being absent from the home throughout the week. He obtained the right to transport travelers in town. Maytchet was a vacation town, and many travelers passed through. The railway station was in the village of Mickiewicz, a distance of about four kilometers from town. They would travel by wagon until 1930. I recall how Father set up a large hut in the shape of a bus atop a flat surface, decorated it nicely with images of peaceful settlements, and attached it to horses to provide transportation.
When the children at home grew up, my brother Yechiel studied to be a driver. We first obtained a taxi in 1931, and immediately thereafter, two buses. The taxi provided special services. One bus traveled the Maytchet - Baranovichi line through the town of Mush, and the second bus traveled the Maytchet - Nowogradek line through the towns of Dvorets and Nowjelnia.
In modern times, transportation by taxi or bus is considered commonplace, but in Maytchet of the 1930s, this was novel, literally a new discovery. I recall how the bus set out for the first time from Maytchet to Baranovichi. As it passed the villages along the way, there were cases where the farmers were frightened of the bus and ran away. They did not understand how something of this nature could travel without horses…
I recall a sad event with the bus that traveled the Maytchet Baranovichi line. The bus station in Baranovichi was on Sentorski Street, in the courtyard of Eli Shevchik, who had a large grocery warehouse. That day, one of the drivers placed a bicycle on the roof of the bus. That day, one of the non-Jewish hired drivers was driving the bus. My brother Yechiel warned him that he would not be able to pass under the electric wire in the yard, but the driver did not listen to my brother, began to drive, and got stuck in the wires. He got of the bus and wanted to go up to the roof to enable passage. My brother warned him again to not do this, because it was fraught with mortal danger. However, the driver insisted, went up to the roof, and got electrocuted. Since the city council of Baranovichi had some responsibility in this situation because the wires in the yard were not at the right height, and these were not isolated wires, the matter was not clarified fully and was somehow obfuscated…
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Our father Reb Moshe Aharon died in 1933. My brother Yechiel got married with a girl from the city of Ruzhany, where he set up his family. He obtained one bus and set up a bus line in his new city of residence. My brother Aharon and I also studied driving, and we continued the business together with our brother Zeev (Velvel). In 1934, I went out to a Hachshara Kibbutz in order to prepare to make aliya to the Land of Israel. My brother Aharon got married in Maytchet and continued in this work along with our brother Zeev until the outbreak of the Second World War, when destruction overtook the entire family in the same manner as the rest of the Jews of Maytchet. Only my brother Yechiel and I survived.
My brother Yechiel was exiled to Russia, and his family perished immediately with the entry of the Germans. He passed through seven levels of hell, and ended up in Austria after the war, where he worked as a nurse and a hospital director. There, he met Mirl Lemkin, the daughter of the sister of Rabbi Elchanan and Noach Goldstein. They got married and moved to the United States, where their only daughter was born. I survived the war because I succeeded in escaping Maytchet before the bloodbath - literally a few months before the outbreak of the war, when I made aliya to the land of Israel as part of the Aliya Bet[1].
My father of blessed memory was an upright, straightforward man with a good heart, who loved to do good deeds to his fellow, whether by giving charitable gifts to all who asked, or by giving charity in private. He always assisted the charitable emissaries by collecting donations, and he was the trustee of the Chevrat Tehillim [Society for Recitation of Psalms] in town. During the First World War, when our town was captured by the Germans, the conquerors emptied out all the residents from the large building across from us in which the Blass, Volinski and other families lived, and converted it into a temporary hospital.
There was a firefighter's brigade in Maytchet, which consisted solely of Jews until 1935. There was also a firefighter's band, conducted by Eli Busel of Zhetl. The chairman was Shimon Lahhovitski, and my brother Yechiel was among the organizers of the band. I was also a member of the band. All the members of the band worked on a voluntary basis, and a portion of the income of the band, which came from playing at weddings and celebrations, was designated to common expenses as well as the Jewish National Fund.
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My ties to Maytchet were roundabout but significant. I was born in the village Gorki, located 14 kilometers from Maytchet and 24 kilometers from Slonim. My parents - Avraham Romanovski (Avremel Harker) and my mother Sara Mesha, also of the Romanovski family (they were cousins) sent me to study in Maytchet when I was 4 ½ years old. My memories of that early period are of course very vague. I only remember that I was given over to the care of a certain elderly woman, and that my first teacher who taught me the alphabet was prone to anger, and often demonstrated the strength of his arm to me. Despite my childish strength, I apparently tried to protect myself and perhaps even attacked back. For this reason, the relations between us were so damaged that after one semester (about a half a year), I concluded my academic career in Maytchet and continued my studies in Slonim. However, I continued to visit Maytchet on occasion because most of the family was there.
As I have stated, my parents lived in a village. Like all the villages in the Pale of Settlement, Maytchet was surrounded by village Jews, Yishuvniks as they were called. This term was considered equivalent with boorishness and ignorance, and also served as prime material for all types of jokes within Jewish folklore for many generations. As one who saw this life from up close, I can state that among them there were Torah scholars and people who were very far from ignorance. However, in general, it can be stated that nine measures of the exile fell upon these Jews, the majority of whom were very poor. They settled amongst the gentiles, at times in very remote corners, due to the vicissitudes of earning a livelihood. These Yishuvniks were always prone to various types of persecution and degradation from their neighbors - much more so than the Jews of the cities and towns. Life was difficult to bear. If this was the case for the adults, it was even more the case for the young people. However I will not discuss this topic at length in this article. And I will be forgiven for having stolen a few lines to mention this. The Holocaust and destruction leveled the experience of all type of Jews - in the city, the town, and the village. All met with a common fate.
At the beginning of the 1930s while I was in Warsaw, I received news that my oldest brother died of blood poisoning and was buried in Maytchet. I was later told that my brother
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refused to be taken to a doctor in the city, lest the neighbors rejoice at seeing him in such a situation… During the 1930s, I was informed through a telegram that my father was very sick, and that I must come immediately to Maytchet. I arrived in Slonim after traveling on a train all night, and from there, I went to Baranovichi. I arrived in Maytchet toward the evening, as there was no earlier train. Apparently, Father was suffering death throes all day, but he held on to his last strength so he could see me before he died. Indeed, when I arrived and leaned over his bed, a smile appeared on his pale face, he kissed me, uttered a few incomprehensible words, and died. My son Avraham, who bore the name of his grandfather - my father - fell during the conquest of the Golan Heights during the Six Day War[1]. My mother suffered a stroke a few years later. I visited her in Maytchet during the summer of 1939. When I parted from her, I did not know that I would never see her again.
When I visited Maytchet, for the most part I would stay with my mother's sister Aunt Nechamcha. Her husband Yaakov Ginzbrug, Uncle Yankel as we called him, was a teacher of Bible, and, if I am not mistaken, also grammar. He was a strict man, but it was said that anyone who studied with him knew Bible very well. A great tragedy afflicted them during the latter part of the First World War. Their three daughters died one after another within a short period from one of the diseases that spread during that period[2]. They were left with an only son, Meirka. After that tragedy, my aunt became more pious. This was expressed in various ways, primarily through good deeds. As is said, she was a good soul, and many people admired her. Aunt Roza was a midwife in Maytchet and the area for many years. Incidentally, after the Holocaust I was told that Aunt Nechamcha and Aunt Roza remained alive for many months, and were the last members of the family to be alive. They ran from one hiding place to another until the hand of the enemy caught up with them. Aunt Zlata and her husband Eliahu moved from Maytchet to Baranovichi where they perished.
However, the unofficial head of the large family was Uncle Leib Romanovski. He was a pharmacist who worked for many years in the pharmacy of the Dvorjetski family in Maytchet. Later, he purchased his own pharmacy in the town of Baksht near Lida. The two orphaned sons of my brother Meirka and Leibele, were educated by him. The joined the partisans and fell in one of the battles with the Germans. Uncle Leib lived in the interior of Russia until the 1920s. The Bolshevik Revolution caused him to leave, and he returned to Maytchet. I loved him and he was very close to me. He looked upon my Zionist activities in a forgiving manner. Even though he did not oppose it, Zionism did not speak to his heart. A friend of mine who moved to the town of Baksht in extremely cold weather and succeeded in surviving, told me that he met my uncle there, talked with him a great deal, and that Uncle Leib was a pleasant conversationalist. Among other things, he told my friend that if he succeeded in surviving, he would come to me in the Land. He did not merit such, and I also did not merit to see his dream come true.
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Let us now return to Maytchet. Sometimes, I enjoyed visiting Father's brother, Uncle Berl Romanovski (not to be mixed up with Berl Romanovski, the owner of the grocery business). Uncle Berl was involved in manufacturing Dutch cheese. Aunt Elka was the mainstay of the house. Their only daughter married Noach Godlshtein, who was active in the firefighters and the dramatic club. There was a pleasant calm in their house, and I felt good with them.
Earlier, I mentioned the other Berl Romanovski, who was in the first class in town in terms of his position and status. The fathers of Berl and my father were brothers. Whenever I was with him, heartwarming characters of the Village or of Reb Shlomo Hanagid of Sholem Asch[3] fluttered before me. Berl was a G-d fearing Jew, but what I particularly appreciated about him was his patience toward the ideas and behavior of his fellow. It was good to chat with him. He was very intelligent, with a good temperament. I recall that during one of our discussions, we talked about somebody who was somehow able to reconcile his conscience. He said to me with a smile, How surprising, you know that by law one is permitted to shorten the mustache or beard a bit if it interferes with eating… His wife Malka was a righteous woman in the full sense of the word. She was always involved in charitable deeds and helping the needy, in most cases by giving discreetly. Their home in the middle of the market square was always open wide to anyone in need.
I was especially friendly with their eldest son Shalom Romanovski. He was saved miraculously during the Holocaust, and was the only survivor of the entire family. At the end of 1946, I was sent by the kibbutz to visit the survivors in Poland and the refugee camps in Germany and Austria. I met him in Linz, Austria, and our joy was boundless. He went to the United States and served as a kashruth supervisor at one of the abattoirs near Chicago. We remained in constant contact by mail. He suffered a stroke about two years ago, and died the same day. He left behind a wife and three daughters. His eldest daughter wrote to me that during those sad days, even before the end of the Shloshim[4], she gave birth to a son and named him Shalom. His coffin was brought to Israel at the beginning of 1971, and he was buried in Jerusalem.
This is a summary of my connection to Maytchet. As in every place, there was certainly no shortage of shadows, but the shadows have been have become blurred in the light of the great conflagration, to the point that that they disappeared completely. Maytchet with its youth, with whom I often met, remains etched in my mind. I also recall its well-known pine forest, which attracted many convalescents from near and far, where I also spent a month. I recall Maytchet with all of its institutions and organizations, even though they were of modest scope. Maytchet was a typical Jewish town, and was cut off from the land of the living. I recall it with sorrow, honor and awe.
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Translated by Jerrold Landau
Even though I am not a native of Maytchet, I was connected to it from several perspectives. First of all, I had a double family connection with it - my mother Rivka of blessed memory was a native of Maytchet, and she lived there with her family until her marriage to my father Mordechai Leib Likter of blessed memory of Zhetl. My second family connection with Maytchet was through my uncle, my father's brother, Kasriel Likter of blessed memory, who lived in Maytchet. In addition to this double family connection, I was also personally connected to the town. I loved it, was attracted to it, and spend a great deal of time there. I would come to Maytchet every summer before the Festival of Shavuot, and remain there until after Simchat Torah. I had many friends in Maytchet, and I was a frequent visitor in many houses in the town.
I recall that our central meeting place was in the house of one of the daughters of Shlomo Hershel Shlomovitz and in the house of Zawadchik. Since the daughters of Reb Shlomo Ahronovitz of the village of Svorotova were also one of the group, we would often go to that village and spend a great deal of time with Dvora Ahronovitz and her sisters.
Thus, I would often visit Maytchet. Today, after so many years, when I recall this town, I feel a pleasant duty to recall the grace of my youth of the town. I was attracted to it and its residence because they all received me so well and pleasantly, to the point of true soulful connections. During those days, the youth had from whom to learn, for in most cases the Jews of Maytchet were goodhearted, of pleasant character, welcoming of guests and doers of charitable deeds. It is possible that all this stems from the fact that Maytchet was a small town surrounded by many villages, with each village having only a few isolated Jews. As a central town among the villages, Maytchet naturally was the Jewish center of the region, with all that such entails. On account of this, strong connections were forged between all the Jews of Maytchet and the region. They lived together as if one family.
As has been said, I had many relatives in Maytchet. My grandfather Reb Isser Lisagorski of blessed memory was born in the village of Plekhovo near Maytchet. He moved to Maytchet along with his parents at the end of the 19th century. He married my grandmother Yenta, may peace be upon her, established his household, and had sons and daughters. After a few years, my grandfather Reb Isser died, and Grandmother Yenta was left as a young widow with small children. She remarried to a relative named Zlomonovski, who was also a widower with young children. This marriage was very successful. All the children bonded to the parents and were dedicated to each other in an unusual fashion.
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As time went on the children grew up, and each of them established their own family. It even happened that my aunt Sara Leah Lisagorski, my mother's sister, married her stepbrother Sender Zlomonovski. Of all the relatives of my grandfather Reb Isser of blessed memory, my uncle Reb Mordechai Izak Lisagorski was the only one who remained in Maytchet. All the rest left the town. Some of them got married and lived in the area, and some, including Grandmother Yenta immigrated to the United States.
My mother's brother, my uncle Reb Mordechai Izak Lisagorski, was a soldier during the First World War. He was injured during one of the battles and remained handicapped with partial paralysis. Despite this, he served as the Torah reader in the Beis Midrash for many years. He had five children, a daughter named Gruna and four sons. All of the sons had the names of angels: Michael, Gavriel, Azriel, and Refael. I recall how he attempted for many years to have the Polish government recognize his handicap, so that he would be able to receive monthly stipends. However, the Polish government ignored his requests and he was forced to find his livelihood by support from his brothers who had immigrated to the United States. I recall how my uncles, the brothers of Uncle Mordechai Izak, would send 100 dollars every month. When I visited Maytchet, I would accompany Uncle Mordechai Izak and his wife Aunt Alta to the post office, where he received the money from the United States.
As I mentioned, several of the brothers of my mother and of Uncle Mordechai Izak immigrated to the United States. Uncle Chaim David Zeler and Uncle Moshe Lisagorski acclimatized well to the new country, raised large families, and remained dedicated to their brothers and families. Just as they supported their brother Mordechai Izak, they did not turn away from the rest of their family. Uncle Moshe Lisagorski served in the American Army during his youth, and passed away at an old age in 1967. The second uncle, Chaim David Zeler, lives in the United States to this day. He is active in the Maytchet organization of that country, and has visited Israel a number of times.
As I have already mentioned at the beginning of my article, my mother Rivka of blessed memory was born in Maytchet. She married my father Mordechai Leib Likter in Zhetl, and they had seven children - four sons and three daughters: Isser, Zalman, David, Yerachmiel, Beila, Liba, and me. They all perished in the Holocaust except for my sister Liba and me, who succeeded in being saved from the vale of murder. My sister lives in the United States today, and my husband and I have established our family in Israel.
My father had a brother, Kasriel Likter, who married Chaya Sara in Maytchet. They had one son, Yaakov. Uncle Kasriel and Aunt Chaya Sara perished during the Holocaust in Maytchet, but their son apparently survived. However, to my great sorrow, I have not been able to track him down to this day.
Today, after decades have passed since the most terrible period in the annals of our family and of the Jewish people, I can only bless those people who have found it fitting to perpetuate the memory of all the martyrs who perished in the Holocaust. Let his Memorial Book of the community of Matychet serve as an eternal light to the souls and a perpetual monument to the memories of all the martyrs of Matychet and the region, those near and dear to me among them.
May their memories be a blessing.
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The home I grew up in was a traditional Hassidic Jewish home, as were most Jewish households in Maytchet. We lived in a tranquil atmosphere until the 'battle of annihilation'. My father, Zemel Stolovitsky, was a renowned grain merchant. My mother, Chaya-Tcherna, was a woman of valor, who managed her house with dignity and worked alongside my father in their business. Together they raised their children and gave them a foundation of Jewish education in accordance with the best traditions.
|Chaya-Tcherna Stolovitsky nee Shlovsky and her son Benjamin
In order to sustain his family with dignity, my father worked long hours. Nevertheless he managed to find time to go to the Bet Medrash for daily prayers and listen to a lesson in Torah as well as be available to assist those in need. My mother also was concerned in the well being of others and availed herself to assist them in their time of need as much as possible. In this wholesome atmosphere we grew up with strong Jewish identification as was customary in our town.
I lived in this loving house together with my parents, my two brothers Laibel and Moshe, and my sister Shaina. We had many family members and close friends living nearby.
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They were an integral part of our household in times of joy as well as sorrow.
As a member of a pioneer youth movement in Maytchet, I yearned to emigrate someday to the Land of Israel. However, World War II broke out with all of its great atrocities, putting aside my hopes and of many other youths. Nevertheless, there were also those amongst us who did not say that we should despair in such a difficult situation. We traveled to Vilna, where many pioneers gathered, and from there we took different paths to emigrate to the Land of Israel. I consulted with a number of friends about joining with them on their paths; and how we would resist the difficulties and the many dangers that we would encounter. We crossed borders, encountering many difficulties, hunger and much poverty. Full details of my travels are recorded elsewhere in this book.
Shortly after I arrived in Eretz Yisrael I was drafted into the British army. During my army travels to other lands, I heard from refugees who were fleeing from the valley of slaughter about what was happening in our general area, and specifically in Maytchet. In my heart I prayed that my father, who had close business relationships with important people in the region, perhaps had been saved with their help. But when I returned to The Land of Israel from my army service, my last hope was shattered to bits. From the tales of survivors of Maytchet, the bitter fate of my family members became known to me, as they had been included amongst the human sacrifices of the Holocaust.
I was somewhat comforted when I was told that my father fought valiantly until his last day. He, together with other family members, became part of a large partisan division which was organized in the nearby forests. They inflicted heavy blows on the enemy, causing them many casualties. He fell in the line of duty with strength and honor.
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Curried Pineapple Rice
Total TimePrep: 20 min. Cook: 20 min.
Makes12-14 servings
- 1 fresh pineapple or 1 can (20 ounces) pineapple chunks, drained
- 1/2 cup finely chopped onion
- 2 tablespoons butter
- 2-1/2 cups uncooked long grain rice
- 2 garlic cloves, minced
- 1 tablespoon curry powder
- 5 cups chicken or vegetable broth
- 1 tablespoon soy sauce
- 1 jalapeno pepper, seeded and chopped, optional
- 4 green onions, chopped
- Cut fresh pineapple to form a serving bowl if desired (see p. 58). Cut removed fruit into bite-size chunks; set aside. If using canned pineapple, drain and set aside (discard juice or save for another use).
- In a large saucepan, saute onion in butter until tender. Stir in rice, garlic and curry powder. Add broth, soy sauce and jalapeno if desired. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat; cover and simmer for 20 minutes. Remove from the heat and let stand for 5 minutes or until liquid is absorbed.
- Stir in green onions and pineapple chunks. Spoon into pineapple shell. Replenish as needed or place remaining rice in another serving bowl.
Editor's NoteWear disposable gloves when cutting hot peppers; the oils can burn skin. Avoid touching your face.
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Aug 9, 2011
A good recipe to have on hand. I would and have made it more than once. I also used green pepper instead of OR in addition to Jalapeno. I also use lite soy sauce. Oftern I add left over chicken, or pork. Carrot slices and snow peas also work very well. Pluse adding veggies is a great way to up the fiber and lower the carbs a little depending on what veggies you addand how much. Try stirring some green onion in, including the gree parts. It adds color and looks nice. I add the green onion in during the last 5 min of cookingA great take to work recipe for those who pack lunch. Freezez well too.
May 7, 2011
Made a meal of this. Served 4-5.Halved this recipe, but kept all the pineapple. Left out the jalapeno and green onions. Added 1/2 orange bell pepper (chopped), 1/4 pound frozen salad shrimp, and home-grown garlic chives.Added the bell pepper and shrimp after the rice was done and cooked until the shrimp were thawed. Sprinkled the chives on top when serving.Even the 16 month-old liked it!
Aug 21, 2009
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Jul 7, 2008
We loved it! The Four Z's
Mar 22, 2008
very good. I subed half of the chicken both for no sugar added pineapple juice. I also used green peppers instead of jalapeno I like the taste of lite soy better than regular too. You can easily add chunks of Cooked chicken to this to serve as a main dish. I have aso made this with some water chestnuts and / or almonds It is a great recipe to have on hand, because it is so versitle

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Without writing, the only thing that has kept me sane throughout my life, I've had to deal with these nearly insurmountable problems without my resources, without my security, without my therapy.
I look in the mirror and see a woman who has not only lost her innocence, but also her way.
Finding my old diary was a gift. An awakening. I know that happy, loyal, trusting girl still lives inside me. And I am determined to write my way back to her.
I feel like I'm finally facing in the right direction, so I'm just going to take a first step.


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I usually like to release stuff on the BibleWorks blog only when it meets my level of perfection, but I've finally decided that if I did that I would never release some of the stuff I have, so I'm putting out a few items this week that, while they're not tweaked as good as I think they could be, I simply don't have the time to edit them into better condition. Once the files are out there, perhaps someone else can or perhaps they're still useful even in their present shape, I guess that's up to you.
So here are some of the releases so far:
Walther's Law and Gospel
Moulton's A Grammar of New Testament Greek
Deissmann's Bible Studies
Trench's Synonyms of the New Testament
Allen & Greenough's New Latin Grammar
Gildersleeve and Lodge's Latin Grammar
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Pull Over
|Could you pull over please, sir?
Oh shit. Pull - over. Hate those words. Don't you? The worst fucking words in the English language. In fact, make that any language. Combined they're Satan, literally god damned Satan.
And those just happened to be the words he chose. And that fucking politeness is so creepy. Anyway, there's traffic whizzing past on either side and he steps into my lane. My lane. And this is a motorway, so everyone's doing 70 miles an hour. So that's just stupid isn't it? Wait. This is a motorway, right?
Shit, shit, shit. I'm not going to be able to stop in time and I'm gonna run him over. He'd probably make a horrible squelching noise. I hate that noise. And it'd be so loud. And ahh! Then what? And think of the mess on the tyres and the hours of cleaning that would ensue. Or I guess I could pay for a car wash, or something, but meh, they're all fucking communists out to screw you, those car wash people. Or maybe they're capitalists, I forget. But anyway, if I did squash the policeman it'd be totally fucking
|Could you wind your window down, sir?
from there on. Shits. I really could do without policeman blood on my tyres, bonnet, and possibly even windscreen. I hate the way they say "sir". So bloody patronising. They know they're a higher life form than us, so they rub it in. Like that time they unearthed the rotting body of my dead cat. Two police officers knocked on my door. And at first I think it's the pizza, so I get up all excited and hungry and then it turns out to be the fucking cops. You can imagine my disappointment at seeing cops instead of tasty cheese and tasty tomato. They're all solemn, hats off, you know. Concerned. And then they fucking started offering their condolences. And I'm thinking "Yes! That old bitch's finally managed to succeed at death..making me fucking rich!". But then the policemen go and spoil it by throwing the cat in my face.
Actually throwing it! Can you imagine it? One of the idiots had been holding it behind his back, and then he catches me off guard and throws the dead body straight at me. So there's all like dead cat and blood in my face. And I can't see for cat shit. I just stand there utterly shocked and then the other policeman goes "We found your cat - it's dead".
Cops are getting fucking smarter every day. I have a feeling that officer was a Captain. So I like untangle the cat from my face and go and dump it in the bin. And I'm all like "cheers, thanks" and shit. And then the Captain goes, "Woah, one second, no way! You're not the Ginger One are you?". I'm not even fucking ginger, for god's sake! And I go like all "sorry but no". And then guess what. Then he takes his bloody truncheon out and fucking smashes me in the face with it and then runs off giggling with my lunch money. My lunch money! I was going to buy something with that, like lunch or something.
And when I perform the autopsy on good, ol' Roger (our cat) - in the family kitchen - I find severe internal bleeding. Obviously this was caused by repeated blows from police truncheons. Bastards.
(Or at least that was my educated guess - years of Casualty and CSI and Shakespeare got me through the online doctors' degree)
So here I am. I can see the bureaucratic, son of a bastard and a bitch, clipboard-holding, arse-licking, shit-eating, gay, raping, bastard, shit-eating, pornstar, retarded Nazi police officer waving at me and smiling warmly. Idiot. What's he want me for? He's probably going to ask me to step out of the car and bend over so that he can pull my trousers down and spank the kinky shit out of me. I can see it now.
Or maybe it'll be worse.
It couldn't be? He wouldn't...in public, surely he wouldn't...
He's Not Going To Anally Rape Me With His Clipboard, Is He?!?![edit]
|Please step out of the car, sir, I'm going to have to perform a body orifice search...starting with your tight-looking arse
Shit, he's totally going to say that. Shit. What do I do?
I could kill him. I could totally just run him over and kill him and expend of his life and render him dead. Just do it. Now! Step on the accelerator. Nope...I'm too weak. I can't do it; I can't kill the Nazi-fucker. Now - smash into him! Do it! Come on! it would be hilarious, apart from anything. He could catch AIDS. Hey, wait, maybe I'd catch AIDS. That would be bad. It's unlikely, though. And it would be worth it. Nope, I can't do it. I'm just going to let him sodomise the shit out of me...with his clipboard. God that looks painful. And splintery. And it's going in my anus. That big inky clipboard. Maybe his truncheon will enter the sexual proceedings? Mmm...wait...no...! Shit, no... SHIT!
I hate office-themed sexual shit going down. It makes me cringe and think of my boss. She's all ugly and fat and has a moustache. Urgh! I seriously need to run my boss over, actually...if I ever get a spare moment. Mind you, though, if I can't run over this Nazi muvvafukka, then how am I going to be able to kill my boss? Maybe I need to hire a contract killer or something. Cause seriously my boss needs to die. It's an open plan office and she's always banging one of the janitors loudly, and in a highly office-themed way. That is some uncool shit, that is. She needs to sort her life out. Anyway. If I'm going to kill my boss, I should start by killing this policeman. I could go on the run and be like...um...Beethoven. Maybe I should go into classical music, actually? Hmm...dar deee dum darrr deee dum dilly dum dum dum, deeee, da darrr. That stuff's easy as shit. And all the coolness that comes with classical music. I mean just look at Beethoven! He was one badass rocker. Loads of badass shit went down with him around. If Beethoven was going to a party, everyone would go, just to see what crazy shit would occur.
Mind you...Mozart let the fucking side down a bit, didn't he? I bet he wore Y-fronts.
Wait, did he just nod at me? The policeman just nodded at me!! Oh my god... That's bad. Or is it good? No. It means he knows something. Something I don't. Er. No way, he knows about my porn stash...
Not The Porn Stash![edit]
I can see it in his eyes. They've found it, the bastards. They must have searched my apartment when I was out (I was being a good citizen and faithfully trying to lick the tonsils out of a two litre bottle of whisky). Damn them. It must be illegal to have blonde chicks "on file" these days. Maybe you need a license to pack porn? Shits, shit, shit.
Actually...I don't even own porn. Who am I kidding? I'm far too uncool to own porn. Heck, I wouldn't even know what to do with porn. I tried this throughout school... pretending to have porn, that is... and it never fooled anyone but me. Cool, straight people own porn. People like me don't; just admit it! It hasn't really worked for me.
Weird, that.
Well at least it's not the porn stash then. I guess that's a good thing.
Wait a minute! Oh my god!
My whole life, something's been out of place and now -
How could I not have realised before?
Did Katy Perry not teach me anything? I shop at H&M! Of course I'm gay!
Oh my — huh, wait, I have time for revelations and transporting oneself in and out of closets, later. For the moment I have to concentrate...
The Racist Thingie[edit]
Okay, okay, I'm gonna step out of the car. He's waving his hand at me. The little police man person.
Should I accelerate?
Ignore him...
Nah, I can't do it. I'll just pull over like a good citizen.
Yes, certainly officer, here are the keys. Yes officer. On one leg, officer? Okay, yes I can recite my alphabet. My Greek alphabet? Er, I can give it a go, officer...always willing to help the nation in anyway I can. Of course, I'd love to help you and the police force. Greek alphabet it is! Backwards? Well, I must admit I'm not exactly a Greek scholar.
Oh god! I know what this is about. It must be to do with the time Eric was trying to teach me chess and I said
|But white's always better than black, isn't it?
What have I done? It must have been a police sting operation. CATCH ALL THE FUCKING WHITE RACIST BASTARDS! Damn the police state thingy! These are the same fucking policemen who stopped me killing my mum for her beautiful new sports car. Oh dear god, I'm sure I felt him touch my arse. I'm positive. He pinched it!
Omega...uh...Psi...erm, I think...Chi...Phi...Upsilon...er...Tau...
Well I appear to be actually quite good at this whole Greek alphabet thing.
Oh yes, officer, be my guest you can have a look in the car, I'm sure you won't find anything suspicious. Yes, of course, you can close the door.
Well, if you think starting the engine will help you, by all means...start it! Yes, you can...uh...
He drove off! Well he better be back quickly. I don't have all day.


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So this week I saw some equipment in action that absolutely blew my mind...
My 30 minute experience with it changed my life in a way that no other piece of tech has ever done before and all I know about it is that it's made by GE.
I don't know the model number.
I don't know what OS it runs.
It won't blend.
It probably doesn't run Crysis.
All I know is it showed me this in grainy, low-res 2D and I thought it was the best computer image I'd ever seen.
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Until 2010, HTC was the favorite Android handset manufacturer among the Android developers, because of their relatively easy to bypass bootloader and their modding potential. However, since 2011 HTC has started encrypting the bootloader on their handsets, thus giving developers a hard time to gain root access and flash custom ROMs on their handsets.
The Taiwanese handset manufacturer received a lot of criticism for this, and finally released a bootloader unlocking tool for its handsets. HTC handset owners can use the web-based bootloader unlocking tool from the company to unlock the bootloader of their handset, and then root it or flash a custom ROM on it.
Sadly, the unlocking tool from HTC only allows users to unlock the bootloaders of certain of their handsets. In the last couple of months, HTC has released quite a few new handsets including the Rezound and the MyTouch Slide 4G. Today, the company update its bootloader tool to add support for the My Touch Slide 4G and the EVO View 4G, which is the Sprint's version of the Flyer. The company did not add support for the Rezound though, which is a shame.
Hopefully, HTC will release phones with a relatively easy to unlock bootloader in 2012.


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Facts relating to global health can be elusive. Even when they are known, they are rarely put to use in improving health outcomes. So what can be done to fix the problem?
Which country has the highest child mortality, Thailand or South Africa? Poland or South Korea?* The late Hans Rosling, Professor of International Health at Sweden's Karolinksa Institute, tested his students with those questions as part of his quest to try to construct a real picture of global health. Faced with five pairs of countries, the students make a significantly worse job of picking the right answers than a chimpanzee picking randomly. "They would have scored half right," he said in a famous TED talk, thus neatly illustrating a serious problem of global health perception. The fact is that, ironically, we really don't know some critically important facts about the state of the global population and its health.
Through Gapminder, the foundation he started in 2005, Rosling wanted to pioneer a new way of thinking – called "Factfulness" – based on solid facts. Only then, he argued, could we provide the right resources at the right cost to the right people – not just healthcare but everything from social aid and education to affordable and effective insurance.
Shaping policy
But just how much difference does knowledge really make? In a 2013 interview with the Guardian, Rosling conceded that he had been surprised by how little impact he had made on public knowledge or behaviour, a trend echoed by many of the world's leading authorities on health data. "The belief that providing facts alone will encourage people to do the right thing is immensely naïve," says Desmond Chavasse, senior vice president and chief evidence officer at Population Services International (PSI), a non-profit organisation that aims to gather and share health data more effectively across developing countries.
"The belief that providing facts alone will encourage people to do the right thing is immensely naïve."
Chavasse cites a 1995 World Health Organization (WHO) report on the impact of treated mosquito nets on malaria infections, which demonstrated that high levels of usage could lead to a 20 per cent decline in child mortality. Yet despite this very strong case made by a very powerful voice, there was no significant change in national policies or availability of funding until the start of the so-called malaria decade at the turn of the century. "Now we have high treated net usage and a 50 per cent reduction in malaria mortality, but at no point did anyone look in the mirror and ask why we'd lost those five years," he says. "It took an awful lot of advocacy from people like Bono, Bill Gates and economists like Jeffrey Sachs who went way beyond the facts, which had been sitting there all that time."
Data gaps
Joining the dots on healthcare provision
Getting basic facts straight on issues such as death rates is hard enough, but things can get even tougher when dealing with complex health systems, according to one expert at Milliman
"If you can't measure healthcare problems, you have no chance of working out how to solve them," says Joanne Buckle, principal and consulting actuary at Milliman. "If you don't know what the baseline is, it's hard to do any kind of robust modelling and make change – even in the UK's National Health Service (NHS), one of the most joined-up healthcare services in the world."
Milliman has worked with several organisations to try to help understand the data gaps in the NHS and find ways to deploy true population health analytics to predict and manage future medical interventions. Sharing data, Buckle says, remains a huge obstacle.
"We know what the total NHS budget is, but we can't trace costs for a particular patient or see the costs of treating particular cohorts," she says – a result of the fact that data is still stored in silos, with little internal incentive or resource to change that. "Everything in health is very, very slow, especially when you have legacy data and IT systems as we do in developed countries."
Sharing data
Better healthcare data will eventually lead to great improvements across the board, she thinks – in diagnosis, treatment, payment and insurance. The question is how we share that data effectively around the people who need it.
According to Buckle, some of the most innovative approaches are coming from the developing world, largely because they're not tied to legacy systems. And not all of this relies on the latest technology; she cites the role of data in helping to develop low-cost checklist-based approaches to improving surgery outcomes and productivity in India and elsewhere. "They're forced to solve problems in other ways," she adds. "If you have a blank sheet of paper, you can develop something more fit for purpose."
What hope, then, for health issues with a lower profile or less convincing data? "Generally you don't have such good data in global health," says Chavasse, a fact that he thinks is likely to have an even more deleterious effect on less well-publicised health trends.
One particular area of concern is data on global death rates, which clearly has an enormous impact on the understanding of everything from infectious disease to lifestyle risk factors. Death registration data is a valuable source of health information in the West, according to Colin Mathers, coordinator for mortality and burden of disease at the WHO, but he says such information is incomplete in many parts of the developing world and "almost totally lacking in Africa and many parts of Asia".
"Information is incomplete in many parts of the developing world and almost totally lacking in Africa and Asia."
Despite such challenges, many global health programmes have been extremely successful. The eradication of smallpox is perhaps the best-known example, and diseases such as polio and measles are now close on its heels. Although one consequence of such success is that life expectancy has increased significantly, leaving health services facing the challenge of caring for ageing populations. "We've been successful in reducing the burden of infectious disease," says Mathers, "but now cardiovascular disease and cancer are gaining more prominence as people live longer. It doesn't mean we're failing – it means that priorities are shifting and there's a need to focus on prevention."
New possibilities
Technology, of course, is giving scientists and doctors powerful new tools for improving healthcare provision, often by sharing data. According to PSI's Chavasse, about half of all healthcare in developing countries is delivered by private providers who are mostly unregulated and without government accreditation. His organisation has created a web-based app that assesses and improves over time the quality of health services delivered by the private providers and shares that information with national governments.
"By making this information available to ministries of health they get "a window" into the quality of service provision in the private sector," says Chavasse. "This means they can see how good or bad it is, but perhaps most usefully they can then use the information to accredit the best providers so they can operate legally."
"In some cases the village chief himself will phone the data in."
Smartphones can also play a part in gathering data. The WHO has been involved in programmes to collect death registration data via smartphones from remote areas. "In some cases the village chief himself will phone the data in," says Mathers. "But I don't think there's a magic bullet. You still need to invest in people, resources and infrastructure. Services aren't going to suddenly appear on their own."
Chavasse adds that smartphones are having an enormous impact on the ability to connect with patients and consumers who might be otherwise difficult to reach. PSI's archetypal consumer – "we call her Sarah, although she could be anyone from a young mother to an injecting drug user or anyone else we are trying to reach" – is now directly contactable, giving practitioners fresh options for delivering healthcare. This includes alerting patients to the availability of new drugs or treatments, directing them to sexual-health clinics or providing advice on modern contraception, for example.
Overall, says Chavasse, data is helping us make progress towards longer, healthier lives – and, perhaps, towards Prof Rosling's vision of a "Factful" world. The trick is to keep thinking ahead, instead of relying on old assumptions. "The primary metrics are all moving in the right direction, but if we show up with the same ideas and toolsets as we did yesterday we're going nowhere," he says. And facts are still right at the heart of the solution to many of our health problems. "Without data we're all just shouting at each other," he adds.
*The answer is South Africa and Poland, respectively.
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Givenchy has added another product to their Shark-Print arsenal. The hoodie features the same shark-print as the brands Oversized Cotton-Jersey T-Shirt. Creative director Ricardo Tisci went with a Black/Grey hoodie for the canvas, which works rather very nicely with the shark and mermaid print.
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Pirates Beach is one of the Galveston West End's most popular subdivisions. An exclusive coastal community of beachside and beachfront homes on the Gulf of Mexico, it is located south of FM 3005 at 12 Mile Road, eight miles west of 61st Street.
Offering endless recreational opportunities such as fishing, boating, kayaking, birding, golfing, surfing, cycling or just strolling along the beach, residents may also play a round of golf at the Galveston Country Club, the first chartered country club in Texas, founded in 1898.
The name, Pirates, recalls Galveston Island's historically rich early years as the pirate kingdom of the notorious Jean Lafitte. Pirates Beach was created by George Mitchell and The Woodlands Corporation in the 1960s and grew substantially throughout the 70s.
By the 1990s, increased demand led to the development of Pirates Beach West. Situated between Palm Beach and 13 Mile Road and south of FM3005, it offers somewhat larger lots and the same easy beach access.
Later additions to join the array of popular Pirates communities were the bayside developments of Pirates Cove and Lafitte's Cove. All are incorporated in a single community association, The Pirates Property Owners Association ("PPOA") representing the sixteen hundred-plus families who make up the Pirates Community.


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Myanmar (Burma) is starting to be economically and politically stable and tourists are already coming in. Economic and trade sanctions are now eased and the economy is growing, registering a GDP of US$53.14 billion in 2011. Myanmar is rich in mineral resources, natural gas, oil and precious stones. The rubies from Myanmar are highly priced. It also produces jade, pearls and sapphires.
Myanmar is an emerging tourist destination and continues to receive more international visitors than ever. If you are planning to visit Burma soon, book your flight early and take advantage of the low flight rates that Skiddoo offers. Booking is done online and is fast and easy. Hurry and book now!
Myanmar: Must See
Buddhist temples are the main attractions in Myanmar but other attractions are now being discovered and developed.
This was the capital of the first empire in the country and is now one of Southeast Asia's richest archaeological sites. It's an ancient city that rivals Angkor Wat and Machu Pichu. It is beleived that there are more than 10,000 Buddhist temples, monasteries and pagodas that were constructed at this kingdom from the 11th until the 13th centuries. Remains of more than 2,200 pagodas and temples can still be seen today.
Ngapali Beach
The shimmering white sand along its three-kilometre stretch, its swaying coconut palms and the iridescent blue of the Indian Ocean make this a wonderful beach to stay. IIt is located at Rakhine State and served by the Thandwe airport.
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This is one of the most pleasant and beautiful beaches in Myanmar, opened only in 2000. It's located in the Ayeyarwady Division, facing the Bay of Bengal. The surroundings are still unspoiled and pollution-free.
Also known as the Golden Rock, the guilded granite boulder sits precariously on a hill's edge. On top of it is a small Buddhist pagoda where a Lord Buddha relic (hair strand) is enshrined. The Golden Rock is on top of Mount Kyaiktiyo in Mon State.
Myanmar: When to Go
Plan to visit Myanmar between November and February when the monsoon rains have stopped and the temperature is more pleasant. March until May is also fine, but the temperature during this time would be at its highest.
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I'm not one of those who thinks that Kerry is an idiot. Like Biden, he has perfected the art of being the dumb guy in over his head who gets what he wants by letting others think they got one over on him. Do you think this was a gaffe?: "Kerry to Russia: Syria comments were not a proposal" Or was it something cooked up by diplomats at the Russian G20 - where Putin and Obama had to pretend to hate each other (but you can see the smirk) - to give everybody a face-saving way out. The losers are the Jewish billionaires and the aching fangs of World Jewry. Of course, the Lobby feared a loss of influence if it couldn't whip the Congressional votes, so it may be a win all around except for those deeply committed to Yinonism.
Added: "Nancy Pelosi: Russian Proposal On Syria Is A 'Victory' For Obama" Note the unnecessary scare quotes from the media with a bad case of the sads.
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We are curious about people. How they cook, what they cook and how they get the best out of their kitchen appliances. This is where hidden insights wait to be uncovered. We set out with a clear goal in mind - to reinvent the 60cm oven from the inside out.
We wanted to make an oven that gave perfect results, every time, for every type of food. We knew customers wanted more space inside their oven. Fisher & Paykel's heritage company Shacklock had been designing leading edge ovens since 1871. Pioneering designs for pioneering families, these ovens were big and strong and multi functional. Over time as kitchen appliances became smaller, more refined and easier to clean, built-in ovens had taken the small, European-style as the standard.
Throughout the last decade it became clear that the small oven cavity wasn't suited to the many different ways of cooking that a global market demanded. Our customers wanted to be able to roast a large leg of lamb and still have space for a dish of potatoes, and we saw them struggling to fit them both in at the same time. We wondered if we could make an oven that had a large internal cavity - larger than any other comparable oven - without compromising the cooking quality, evenness and efficiency. As we recorded insights into how people cooked, we thought of ways we could solve each problem. Our engineers went back to basics. Rather than tweaking the existing design of our ovens to work a little better, we started at the beginning.
Our aim was to perfect each part, then put these innovations together to create the best possible oven. This was the starting point for rethinking the oven. But it also led us to look closely at our other frustrations with the standard oven we had become used to. Those small ovens had a tightly closed compartment that didn't dry roast well. Moisture had nowhere to escape to. Family foods like roasts and treats like pavlova struggled in this humid setting. Condensation would drip down the oven door. Perfect cooking results require precise control of temperature along with control of moisture levels. Finding a solution to removing the extra moisture while tightly sealing the cavity to keep heat inside was a new innovation developed with our engineering and design teams expertise. We watched customers struggle to decipher the cooking symbols for various functions; we saw them nervous about letting their children near the hot glass door; and we saw them toil to clean their oven.
We paid a lot of attention to resolving the little details that make this oven a premium appliance. The fine linear detail that defines the Fisher & Paykel family of cooking appliances; the stainless steel dials with glowing red bezels; and the innovative venting system that allows us to use fewer panes of glass in the oven door while keeping the safety features of being cool-touch yet lighter to open and close than other oven doors.
We saw that the oven is the heart of the kitchen and that the kitchen is the heart of the home. It is no longer the room at the back of the house - it is the hub of social activity.Lauren Palmer
Chief Designer
Fisher & Paykel Appliances
As Chief Designer Lauren Palmer says, "We saw that the oven is the heart of the kitchen and that the kitchen is the heart of the home. It is no longer the room at the back of the house - it is the hub of social activity." Kitchens are part of the home's living space, so the design of the oven must match the family of cooking appliances and have a lasting durable design.
The 60cm Built-in Oven has been developed with a mixture of customer insight and common sense. Our engineers, product testers and designers are all passionate about cooking and use Fisher & Paykel products every day. Their frustrations were the same as our customers' which gave us a personal perspective on what we needed to improve and invent. This oven design didn't come from a single, blinding insight, but many. Every part of this oven has been improved and pushes the boundaries of what an oven can deliver.
We knew the cavity needed to be larger so we created a 90L oven with 77L of useable cavity that provides optimum cooking performance with elements both top and bottom. We knew a heavy, hot oven door was a safety concern so we ensured we kept the cool-touch feature while redesigning the venting system so that only three panes of glass were required for a lighter oven door that people could safely open and close with one hand. We knew symbols don't clearly explain each function so we've created an interface that clearly explains what each function does and we intentionally avoided touch screen style interfaces with complex programming. We knew customers wanted perfect results whether they were cooking pastry or rotisserie chicken so we've exhaustively tested each function to ensure consistent, ideal cooking. Knowing that people wanted an easy way to clean their ovens we've created asuperior pyrolytic cleaning function. Customers wanted a stylish centrepiecein their kitchen so we developed an award-winning design language and look that places this oven at the centre of the Fisher & Paykel kitchen family.
Here at Fisher & Paykel, our engineers, designers, technicians and product testers are cooks too. They are passionate about mixing, baking, roasting and entertaining. They know the disappointment when a cake sinks or when some biscuits burn while others are undercooked. We channeled these personal frustrations and hopes into the design of this oven, and exhaustive testing of every function with a wide variety of dishes has impressed even our toughest critics - our own designers.
We set ourselves a complex goal, to increase the internal capacity of the 60cm oven at the same time as perfect cooking performance.Matt Reid
Chief Engineer Cooking Group
Fisher & Paykel Appliances
Our Kitchen food blog is where we've tested food from around the globe and shared some of our favourites. As Chief Engineer Matt Reid explains, "The oven is the heart of the kitchen. We know an oven is more than just an appliance to help you put dinner on the table; when we cook or bake for our families and friends, it's not just about food. While technology has advanced, the hearth is as much the centre of the home as it ever was. The difference is that now you can feel confident that your pastry will crisp, souffles will rise and biscuits will evenly brown."
Our idea to create an oven that exceeded expectations in size, performance, safety and design was exciting, but as Chief Engineer, Geoff Mitchell says, "Design isn't really valid until it's linked up with possibilities." We needed to develop the technological innovations to make those possibilities happen. To do this we didn't just try to tweak the oven we already had. We modified our entire product development process and went back to basics. While the end process of cooking is creative, at this early stage understanding the particulars of how hot air moves around an enclosed space or the insulation properties of different materials were essential to develop a revolutionary oven. Our engineers worked up from abstract physics and chemistry to create ideal prototypes for each oven element before we even started thinking about design. Without the constraints of an existing chassis or look, we have been able to make numerous small and large leaps in innovation to create this new model.
We found that the best performance was achieved through a combination of precise temperature and controlling the moisture content in the oven for different types of food. It is designing for extremes - at one end of the scale when you are baking moisture needs to be contained but when you are roasting you want to extract moisture at the right moment to get a crisp result - we call it active venting.Geoff Mitchell
Chief Engineer Cooking Group
Fisher & Paykel Appliances
ActiveVent™ technology was one of these key innovations. Nearly all ovens build-up moist air and unless the oven is vented, the moisture can ruin certain types of food. Poor venting can lead to temperature fluctuation and even more chance of spoiling a favourite recipe. This challenge was made more complex by our the desire to make the oven as eco-efficient as possible - which meant keeping that hot air sealed inside and saving energy during heat up and use. Collaboration between our sustainability engineers, electrical engineers and food technologists resulted in a new venting system that could remove the moist air but retain the heat within the oven. Once we had perfected this technology, our food technologists and product testers saw the potential to further fine-tune this venting for individual cooking functions to give cooks more control. When set to Vent Bake, the venting system creates a hot and dry environment, perfect for foods like roasts and pavlovas, drying out the surface but retaining moisture inside.
Throughout the design and development of the 60cm Built-in Oven, our designers and engineers kept one key idea central: what is best for the customer? Because, as Mitchell says, "Any good design is the optimum mix of what a customer benefits from and what's possible. You can't have one without the other." As well as improving the process of product development, the Fisher & Paykel team remained focused on the ethos of their design considerations as well. Throughout every stage of the product development process, customer requirements are the touch points for every design and innovation development, and success is judged on meeting - and exceeding - what a customer needs and wants.
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JMU paper raided, photos seized
Harrisonburg Commonwealth's Attorney Marsha Garst, bolstered by a search warrant and at least six or seven cops, shows up April 16 at the James Madison University student newspaper, the Breeze, and demands all photos taken of the Springfest riot the previous weekend. Garst threatens to seize all computers, which would essentially shut down the paper, if the photos weren't turned over, the Breeze reports.
Breeze editor-in-chief Katie Thisdell complied, but says she believes the warrant violates the federal Privacy Protection Act that prohibits law enforcement from seizing news reporting materials for criminal investigations.
The Student Press Law Center is representing the Breeze and its lawyers reached an agreement with the prosecutor to temporarily seal the 926 confiscated photos.
UPDATE 2:30pm: The Society of Professional Journalists condemns the raid and sends a letter to Garst expressing the organization's outrage and demanding the return of all materials taken.
UPDATE 1:45PM April 20: Spelling of Katie Thisdell's name corrected.
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As a JMU Duke who is born and raised in CVille I can honestly say that this place is on the down and out. Quick side note,one thing no one mentions is that during springfest the police acted completely reactive instead of proactive. There were no cops there early in the day (there is usually a ton) until things got out of control. The only police prescence seen were those in riot gear. The students think the raid is a total violation and I just can't wait to get home for summer.....the vibe here is not good at all, student body realtions with the administration and poice have hit rock bottom and honestly cannot get worse.
Those darn search warrants. A magistrate or judge issued it. It's a valid court order when executed. Only thing the paper can do is comply and then use lawyers to try to get the items back.
from the linked article:
"Sophomore nursing major Matt Hill said the police should investigate to the maximum extent of the law.
ââ?¬Å?I don't know the law, but if it doesn't violate students' rights, they have right to take the photos," Hill said. "
Stick to nursing. You certainly DON'T know the law. The police are able to just raid and seize whatever they want? The affidavit is sealed?
What the heck is going on up in Harrisonburg? Sounds like Barney Fifedom....
I wont be happy until Marsha Garst is in handcuffs along with her followers . I want felony charges on her just like they would put on kids for throwing snowballs. Lets Remember they want all those criminals at the block party prosecuted , well by GOD if we want zero tolerance for breaking the law lets see zero tolerance Marsha.
I have always heard ignorance is no excuse for the law !
THIS POLICE STATE mentality is out of control in our general area .
All those chicken farms in Harrisonburg make the place smell terrible. Why anyone would want to go to school there I'll never understand...
Depending on who wants to stir this up, there could be an interesting court case. At a large university, there's bound to be enough interested parties to light this up....
The police should have asked for copies of the photos and the paper should have complied forthwith. The paper has a right to protect sources but not hide evidence.
The "raid" was wrong on all levels and heads should roll.
This story needs huge coverage! I'm blown away by reading this. Were there other media agencies on site that day with photos of the "riot"? Have they been raided by police?
Please God, tell me....
.... why does this come as a surprise to anybody?
Repeat after me..... POLICE STATE. Weed out and destroy anything that might implicate wrongdoing by any city, county or state agency??? That's the only possible motive that pops into my head right now.
quote: "THIS POLICE STATE mentality is out of control in our general area."
It's out of control nationwide! They get by with anything they want until somebody has the money and nerve to sue 'em.
And serving a search warrant is legal. If it's not serve within 15 days it has to be returned to the Crcuit Curt Cerk. If it is served. Then it has to be filed with the Circuit Court Clerk within 3 days. It has to included an itemized list of what was siezed. The search warrant also becomes public record at that point. You can't see what was siezed but you can see the Affidavit for the Search Warrant and the actual Search Warrant.
what possible legal pretext would justify the raid of a newspaper?
This reads like something that would happen in Iran.
Zero tolerance at it's best.....They probably could have gotten the same thing from YouTube...LOL!!
Guess we will have to see how this one shakes down.....will be interesting to see the outcome.
Gasbag, where are you!!!
You know there are going to be arguments filed on this one.
Unless there's a claim that the paper's photographers did something illegal, I'd think a simple subpoena would suffice, but that could be challenged prior to compliance. Search warrant seems necessary only if Garst knew her legal claims to these pics wouldn't stand up in court. My question is this: did the cops seize every copy of every pic? A subpoena would have only entitled them to a copy of each. Maybe there's pics of police misconduct they don't want seeing the light of day? Just a guess.
You didnt turn on the self-important man signal on the roof, JBO. He'll show up once you do
Interesting reading and I can see loopholes the CA can jump through.....take a peek and tell me what you guys think!
A recent poll showed 70% of republicans fearful that they are in imminent danger of having their rights taken away, yet here's Marsha Garst arguably doing just that and I bet you hear not a peep out of the right wing/tea party because she's cracking down on the "liberal media". And the fact that her two campaign contributions on record have gone to Matthew Lohr and Common Sense PAC
c'mon Marsha... REALLY?
Oh well, just to play the game for **** . . . here's a peep from someone who votes Republican or Libertarian, depending:
It's incidents like this that MAKE people fearful of having their rights taken away. IMO Garth's actions are completely outrageous. If she had tried that with any press organ other than a student newspaper, she would have had her figurative head on a figurative pike on the next front page.
The saving grace here is that the Student Press Law Center will humiliate her in court. I hope the press catches the details.
Yes, but can the "Breeze" afford to take this thing to a higher court? That's the problem, and the commonwealth knows it when they orchestrate stunts like this.
It's all in the way the story's spun. The prosecutor has already returned the photographs. Yawn.
Yup, Marsha Garst is obviously embarrassed by the police response. So her solution - attack the messenger. Pathetic.
Are the police trying to keep pictures, of what they were doing, out of the news?


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Our family has been blessed with a treasure trove of sentimentalities that reside in nooks and crannies throughout our homes. When we view one, even out of the corner of our eye, the story or memory associated with the object is immediately recalled - or in some cases, vaguely recalled. Beyond items, there have also been unfortunate stories passed down that tell of a lost family heirloom and how it was of great family import. Just a couple of weeks ago, I was reminded of this subject by a dear woman who understood not only the importance of family heirlooms, but also the delicate family relationship balance that always threatens to tear families apart if this subject is ignored until a will is read.
The woman I speak of is Alisonia B. Todd of Franklin County Kentucky. Isn't that just the coolest name ever? Her husband, James H. Todd passed away in 1897 and left a very brief will, passing the whole of his possessions to his wife Alisonia. Within a couple months of the filing of his will in the Franklin County Court system, Alisonia took the wise measure of creating her own will to prepare for that certain eventuality, which unfortunately, took place within the next year, 1898.
"To Letty and Jim I want you to distribute my old traps which have served their purpose for forty five years and became so worn that they only serve as Momentres of the old Home in which our children and Grandchildren have passed so many happy hours."
"[to Johnston]...also I give him my Grandfather Lee's writing desk and his sword that he used in the War of '12' being Major of his regiment."
"....also the fish desk presented to Mrs. Gov. Garrard by my uncle Elija Graig while she was occupying the Governors Mansion."
"We gave Jim the Liquor set inherited from his Grandfather Todd, also two napkin rings of the 25th anniversary 1 plated tea pot 1 molasses pitcher 1 spoon holder and soup turene the only value in these things are that we used them on our table so far back as he can remember."
"The big haircloth rocker is for Arthur and the sewing machine I give to Nettie to help make her stout boy James clothes...I want to furnish one of Nettie's attic rooms also one of Lettys. Into Netties I want the bedroom set that I found in my room when I entered it as a bride consisting bedstead wash stand dressing table and wardrobe the feather mattress bolster and cases pillows and cases the large looking glass in the room..."
As you can see, Alisonia also interjected little family memories and personal comments among her acts of distribution. It also appears that she details when some things were given away prior to her death, to whom she gave them and why. Towards the end of Schedule A she also details who has borrowed some of her furniture and whose furniture she has borrowed which must be returned at her death.
I find Alisonia's will addition to be priceless - not only for her family - but for those of us interested in 19th century Kentucky life. The entire document has reminded me that the stories behind heirlooms hold great keys to our research. After all, just by reading Alisonia's heirloom distribution, we learn which ancestor was in the War of 1812 and his rank....we learn that her uncle was an acquaintance of Governor Garrard.....we learn about her life as a young bride.....we learn about the gifts the couple was given at their 25th wedding anniversary.....we learn about upholstery and fabrics, even color (yellow)....we learn about paintings.....and we learn about warm family memories.
Happy Heirloom hunting & sharing!


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Remember when we spoke earlier in the week about orange always reminding us of fall the most? Maybe we spoke too soon. This big old wall of yellow sure is getting our fall fires started in our souls, too. In Porto, Portugal, this project was a remodel, and we can't help but smile when we think of what a strong punch of color, personality and joy this big yellow functional wall of storage has infused into this modern space. Created by Pedro Varela.
"Walls were remade out of carpentry work and house different solutions, from storage, to seating, partitioning and doors. Playful solutions such as assymetric round holes substituing knobs, and a smiley face substituting a handle, are carved in a yellow closet which is the project's inner core."
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Excluding the elderly or injured or disabled—who have a very valid reason to need help putting on socks—if things are bad enough that you can't pull your own socks up, perhaps you should get some exercise? [Taylorgifts via RandomGoodStuff via OhGizmo]
UPDATE: Apologies if anyone took offense at this post; I should've done a better job at illustrating that I wasn't being serious. I know many of you are baying for my blood, but I am sensitive to the fact that people do genuinely need help with everyday actions like this, that most of us take for granted. It was just meant to be a light-hearted take on (what I think is an) expensive tool.


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Okay, we know, it's a little late to be posting about shell necklaces, but we are just getting through our Momfilter emails, and spotted this one from reader Linda Dare. "Shell necklaces are not a new idea, but the addition of neon landyards makes them pop. Great gift for lifeguards!"
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By Libby Lewis, CNN
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Washington, DC (CNN) - Dig under the rhetoric over taxes in Washington now, and you'll find one question: should the wealthy pay more in taxes than other people?
It's a question that goes back to the Bible. Geoffrey Miller is a law professor at New York University who's written about taxation in the Bible.
He writes about the Temple Tax, the one God told Moses to impose in Exodus 30. It's the one where each person, rich and poor, pays half a shekel – for the Temple – and God.
[:48] "The Bible says that's because you're redeeming your soul – and everyone's soul is worth the same amount."
Adam Chodorow's a tax professor at Arizona State University who's written a lot about the Bible and taxation.
He says the idea of equality in the Temple Tax – and in some other Biblical tithes – has been a touchstone for some conservatives in tax debates.
He remembers a referendum in Alabama a few years ago to change the state's tax system so that the wealthy paid more.
[1:18] "One critic of the reform said, and I'm quoting here, 'God imposes a flat income tax, or tithe, so it MUST be fair. If people do not pay the same tax rate, then obviously the rates must be arbitrary and capricious.'"
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The belief of many in the USofA, that "America" replaces Israel as the people of God or as the chosen Nation among all the nations, has been called by some scholars "Supersessionism". That belief is a Heresy, a total nonsense, foolishness a total absurd. And as such has created in the past, is creating in the present and will create tomorrow more absurds.
Because of such belief we have this type of gibberish in politics and religion. That pretends to argue, that the Tithe Laws of the Old Testament are a principle for todays form of Taxation in the USA. Nonsense, absurdity and totally Heretical. We are NOT under that Law. Many of those Laws were ONLY for Israel. That Covenant God made it with Israel ONLY and with NO OTHER nation. Those Laws and Statutes were given to Israel ONLY and not to any other people or Nation. That was not a Tax as we know taxes to be today. Those Tithes and offerings were for the sole purpose of sustaining a religious system for Israel ONLY. It was NEVER applied to other nations and once Israelites moved or were outside of Israel they were not bound by ALL of its features, rules and regulations, begining with the Tithes.
So to pretend that we can even think of using those Laws, given ONLY to Israel is nothing more than a wishy-washy demagogy on the part of the GOPers, tea partiers, and neo-catholics/conservatives. Who suffer from a chronic tendency to supinely ignore Scriptures. So Progressive Taxation is Just and right. Especially given the Hedonistic and Sybaritic behaviour of so many.
If anything at all could be use in support to Progressive Taxation is part of the text of Luke 13:48 …"From everyone who has been given much much will be required; and to whom they entrusted much, of him they will ask all the more".
This is clearly is in the New Testament also called the New Covenant. Made not only with Israel like the Old Covenant was, but with all men of Faith, with all those who believe in God and Christ. However the Scriptures do indeed speak little about today's form of Taxation in the US of A. But progressive Taxation is fair and just, whether or not Luke 13:48 can be used to support it.
Since this discussion is about how the Bible speaks to the issue of taxation, I have no qualms with quoting it here. When we are writing legislation and making decisions about how to solve the problems in our economy, I think that while the separation of church and state is important, we at least need some kind of guide for morality because just about every law that is made has some sort of moral ramifications – deciding where to take money from is going to effect a lot of people's lives. No, the Bible does not speak specifically to taxation. But there are guiding principles that we can take from God's character. At least it gives us a place to start. I would like to humbly submit that God cares for the poor and he tells us numerous places in Scripture to help them. This is not to say that he does not care for the rich! He has blessed them with what they have for a reason. I am reminded of the money that was collected for the church in Jerusalem when there was a great need. The apostle Paul tells the church in Corinth that they should give, but according to what they have. "For if the willingness is there, the gift is acceptable according to what one has, not according to what he does not have" (2 Corinthians 8:12) I disagree with the statement that God asks everyone to tithe the same amount – the New Testament does not state this. Instead, the emphasis is on giving based on your income; if you have less, God does not expect you to give the same amount as someone who has more! In light of the looming fiscal cliff, I think we need to look for places in our country where there is an abundance of money and use this to start paying off debt – why take the same amount of money from everyone when some have more to give than others? Some people may say that it's their money and the government has no right to tell them how to use it, but the money has to come from somewhere!
I think paying tax is a way to offer as a tribute, but as a taxpayer we want know how the government uses this money. Even though, we try to using Bible to explain everything but we may forget what God give us like freedom. In the bible we can see rich people give their money to Church to manage it, because they trust them. In the modern society, there are too many things we can not choose like how much to pay or the percent on the tax, and where that money is going and what for. I think most the time we complain because the money is never going to whatever we want, and reason for the question we also do not accept, too.


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Depiction in the seriesA parasprite infestation in Ponyville is the subject of the episode Swarm of the Century. Fluttershy encounters a single parasprite, who chirps at her and endears itself to her. When she tries to feed it, it eats an entire basket of apples in mere seconds. Fluttershy unwittingly brings it into town to show to her friends, who are all unfamiliar with the creature and become enamored with it, except Pinkie Pie who storms off in search of musical instruments. The ponies' adopted parasprites become huge swarms overnight; it is only then that the ponies discover that parasprites can quickly and asexually reproduce by coughing up another parasprite. The pests relentlessly devour crops and food, but are able to consume wood, fabric, and inorganic materials after Twilight Sparkle casts a spell to stop them from eating food. The ponies make several attempts to round up the parasprites, but the pests keep getting loose. Twilight runs to Zecora's hut and consults her, but Zecora offers no solution.
- "Tales of crops and harvests consumed. If these creatures are in Ponyville... you're doomed."
- — Zecora
During the first duel between Twilight and Trixie in Magic Duel, Twilight magically summons a single parasprite, which eats multiple pies and their tins then coughs up a second parasprite. Twilight quickly disposes of them both before they can cause trouble like before.
In Leap of Faith and a flashback to the same episode in Twilight's Kingdom - Part 1, Big Wig appears with her mane and tail covered in motionless parasprites.
In Apple Bloom's dream in Bloom & Gloom, parasprites are mentioned and a depiction of one appears. The Pest Control Pony tells Apple Bloom that anyone "with a trombone can get rid of parasprites."
In Viva Las Pegasus, Gladmane's resort in Las Pegasus offers plush parasprite toys as arcade prizes.
In To Where and Back Again - Part 1, Starlight Glimmer wonders aloud if the distant silhouette of Derpy is a parasprite.
In A Flurry of Emotions, a toy store in Ponyville sells plush parasprite toys. In Daring Done?, the Ponyville Chronicle mentions that a parasprite infestation in Fillydelphia was eradicated.
In Grannies Gone Wild, parasprite toys appear on an arcade game console.
In Growing Up is Hard to Do, parasprite toys appear as prizes at a game booth in the Appleloosa County Fair.
Other depictions
IDW comics
A parasprite appears on page 3 of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Issue #1[2] Drawings of parasprites appear on My Little Pony Micro-Series Issue #9 page 16. Two parasprites appear on My Little Pony: Friends Forever Issue #2 page 11. Two parasprites appear on cover RI of My Little Pony: Friends Forever Issue #4. Two parasprites appear on the New York Comic Con 2013 cover of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Issue #11, on the cover of My Little Pony Omnibus Volume 1, on My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Issue #41 page, and on My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Issue #61 page 18. Several parasprites appear during Applejack's film in My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Issue #66.
Parasprites are shown in the Discover the Difference game. Five of them appear in the Swarm of the Century image.
Parasprites in groups of seventeen are one of the four types of obstacles in Rainbow Dash's Rainboom Game. The in-game How to Play instructions show them in a group of three, and the Hubworld website's How to Play instructions refer to them as balloons.
Parasprites are the focus of the game Swarm of the Parasprites. Some of the parasprite varieties that appear in this game are exclusive to it.
A swarm of parasprites is shown in the Ruckus Reader interactive storybook Things That Go Bump in the Night. They appear in the imagination of Applejack, who refers to them as "mean bugs [who] want to eat our food".
In the mobile game, they appear as barriers, needing multiple of an Element of Harmony's shard (depending on color) to make them disappear. They usually appear in swarms of 5.
My Little Pony Mobile game description
- "Don't let their cuteness fool you! Parasprites are adorable creatures, but they'll eat everything in sight!"
- — Twilight Sparkle, in-game description
A parasprite appears on the WeLoveFine T-shirt "RD Big Adventure".
Five parasprites, along with a host of characters from the show, appear on the Comic Con 2011 promotional poster. There are two on its left side and three on its right.
On the Brown Parasprite Enterplay collectible trading card, the quote says: "What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen parasprite?" This is a reference to Monty Python and the Holy Grail where parasprite is replaced with swallow.
The Elements of Harmony guidebook
PARASPRITES may seem sweet and innocent, but feeding these little insects may cause more trouble than they're worth. Their gluttonous appetites cause them to rapidly multiply, quickly turning them from pets to pests.
See also
- Parasprites on the Collectible Card Game Wiki
- Parasprites on the Fan Wiki
- Parasprites on the My Little Pony Gameloft Wiki
- ↑ Lauren Faust discussing Swarm of the Century (2010-12-18). Retrieved on 2012 September 23.
- ↑ Andy Price (2012-10-13). MLP:FIM Page 3 issue 1. Retrieved on 2012 October 14.